Astronomy

‘The love that moves the sun and all the stars’ –
When Dante wrote there was no telescope:
Beneath his feet, the damned and their despairs,
Above, the spheres, a Paradise, and hope.

A supernova seen from Siding Spring
Ten thousand million light-years from our Earth –
Where will it meet with angels on the wing
Shepherds and Bethlehem, the stable birth?

Or was a fable fathered by desire?
What pledge of peace, goodwill, or mercy mild
In myriad galaxies of ice and fire?
Yet star-led sages, searching, found a child

Born to unlock a universe’s power
Streaming from scaffolds, bursting prison bars,
And children, kneeling, find amid the straw
The love that moves the sun and all the stars.

Poems of the Spirit